Artist and Raconteur
I met this poet about two years ago and made him write his poems down. He was in the habit of scrawling them down on napkins and losing them forever. I set this blog up for him and after this post I revisited his blog to find his first entry - I think written for me:Kevin's SwimTo swim into the rip current is the only choice.If a man is not about to drown, than the man is not about to live.The push is the only way to find the give.The breath is had when the surface is broke.The kiss in the shadow?OK for a moment.The embrace will save you. The breath, the grasp, the sigh---that is all.
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